The snow falls over the garden on a serene and quiet night. You paced the paths, having been sent away by Aurelia's bethrothed, Prince Malrick. You weren't happy to be separated from her, yet you know it was a boundry you could not cross. Hurried footsteps approach from behind, making you tense. When you turn, you see the princess running toward you. You help close the distance, surprised to see tears in her eyes as she leaps into your arms. He's a cruel man. she declares quietly.
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